The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

she was still holding her ice cream, which made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s serious demeanor, she quickly hid

flung the ice cream, which landed smack on the

woman screamed in

hurriedly rushed over, pulling out tissues and frantically wiping

the midst of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the

woman shrieked and pushed Thalassa away, saying. “Don’t touch me,

started crying, feeling

smeared all around her eyes, and

guilty, hands clasped together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t

bumpkin!” The woman huffed angrily and stomped off in her high heels, both

was taken aback. Was the woman referring to her as a country

cream all over the woman’s face, exposing her ruined makeup. The

tugged at the Corner of his

compared to the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high

of the car, walked over to Thalassa, and

was slightly rough, but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she

causing

pull her hand out of his grip, and Lysander held on tighter, leading her towards the car. “Let me drive you

on earth would she let him drive

those four rugrats in her

and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can manage on my

already opened the car door and stuffed her

were chilly and left no

door, got back

the road, her coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping out of the office, catching

in disbelief. “Did you

Cherry saw the license plate and nodded, “Indeed,

“Our CEO just led Thalassa into his car personally.

wander their way when she was standing aside to welcome him.

of Thalassa, who was

that she thought of it, could it be that

but she said